Chapter 17:
Chapter 17 — Acknowledgement & Immorality
My New Home
Hana’s mind raced, processing the raw vulnerability and destructive potential embodied by Psyc. 【So this is what Rachel meant… Should I tell him to talk it out? Offer him… something else? No, that’s too basic. He already knows that when he’s like this… Wait—maybe that’s it.】「Hana?」 Psyc’s voice, still deep and urgent, cut through her thoughts.Hana cupped his unmasked face with both hands, her eyes wide, wild, and unblinking, committing his features to memory. 「Could you… sit?」Psyc tilted his head, genuinely confused by the unexpected command, but obeyed the strange request. 「Alright…」 He lowered himself onto the couch.Hana glanced over at Shizuko, her voice firm and gentle. 「Shizuko, be a good girl. Would you… turn around, close your eyes, and cover your ears?」「Okay…」 Shizuko, sensing the extreme seriousness, did as she was told, obediently turning her back.
Hana gracefully settled onto Psyc’s lap, then pressed her lips firmly to his. The room went silent. Everyone stared, utterly perplexed by the display.
Hana broke the kiss, muttering against his mouth. 「You still smell like them, huh.」「Err… what’s going on?」 Psyc stammered, momentarily thrown off balance.「Why are you asking me what you should do? Go ahead… destroy. That’s what you do best.」「But… that’s been my whole life,」 he said quietly, the weight of his identity heavy on him.Hana leaned in closer, her voice sharp but playfully challenging. 「So far, you’ve only been going by your name. When was the last time people trembled at it? When was the last time you walked into a room and everyone held their breath?」He exhaled slowly, his Crimson eyes distant. 「It’s been a long time… but Hana, that’s called fear.」「And why should you care?」 she countered, brushing her hair back.「Hana… what are you getting at?」She smiled, a sharp, dangerous curve of her lips that mirrored his own malicious intent. 「Look… I’m going to be one of your wives. The duty of a wife is to support her husband… and to voice her opinion on matters that could harm the family. Isn’t that right, Mr. Tactical Nuke?」Psyc chuckled, a low rumble in his chest. 「Don’t Japanese people care about reputation? If you go on a killing spree, they’ll look at you with contempt—hatred even.」「So?」He sighed, beginning to reply, but Hana pressed her finger to his lips, silencing him.「Listen,」 she said seriously. 「If someone kills senselessly, what do they become?」「A murderer.」「If they steal?」「A thief.」「And if a woman sleeps with a thousand men in a single day?」「She’s a whore.」「Exactly. These titles only exist because peasants talk about them openly. But Psyc… we aren’t peasants. We are above them.」 She grinned, her eyes glinting dangerously. 「They can’t look down on us.」Psyc smirked, intrigued. 「And… what are you saying?」「If you kill the criminals bothering those peasants… what are you in their eyes?」「A hero.」Hana’s grin widened, almost maniacally, her plan unfolding. 「And the criminals?」「A… executioner?」 he laughed aloud, the concept settling into the logic of his dark persona.「Now you understand. You don’t have to hurt the peasants to make them fear you. Just kill what they are too afraid to touch.」Psyc nodded slowly, his Crimson eyes glowing with acceptance. 「Alright… now I see why JJ chose you.」 He lifted Hana off his lap and placed her back on the couch, his energy restored. 「I’ll return soon. I have to make a visit to the station. Oh, and Hana—」「Yes?」 she asked, euphoric at the success of her manipulation.「Don’t be surprised if you end up pregnant.」Hana blinked, tilting her head in surprise. 「Why?」His hair shifted into multiple colors—Blue, Black, Gold, Metallic Gray, Blanco, Cyan—flickering wildly for a fraction of a second before returning to solid Crimson red. 「You just became everyone’s type.」「I’m flattered,」 she said, giggling as she stood next to him. 「But I already promised JJ the privilege of being the father of my first. And if it isn’t his… I’ll kill that baby. Understand?」He laughed, a powerful, satisfied sound. 「Loud and clear. If only I had marked you before he could… but that’s all in the past.」◽Later, after dinner◽ JJ’s Brown eyes narrowed slightly as he approached the bed. 「So, Youngmi… why did you want to see me?」Youngmi patted the spot next to her, a secretive smile on her lips. 「C’mon, sit here.」JJ raised an eyebrow, suspicious. 「Where’s JD for you to act like this?」「Out,」 she sighed. 「Honestly, JJ… get your mind out of the gutter.」He chuckled, the lightheartedness returning, and sat down. 「Alright… so why did you want to see me?」She lay back, her hair falling dramatically over her face, partially obscuring her expression. 「You know… I chose wrong.」 She chuckled softly, without humor.JJ frowned, sensing a deeper confession. 「What do you mean?」「Well… after I found out what the twins’ father did to you and Mary, I left him immediately. JD came a few weeks later… we were drunk, and that’s how Daniel was born.」「Hyun-seok’s English name?」 JJ murmured, connecting the dots.「Yes. I thought being with JD would offer protection, but seeing how nonexistent your relationship is…」 She chuckled sadly. 「Now you understand.」JJ looked up at the ceiling, a heavy sigh escaping him. 「I’m worried about Shizuko, too.」 He laid down next to her, mirroring her posture. 「I want her to live the life I never got to have.」Youngmi suddenly straddled him, her hair cascading down to hide her face from the room. 「And if you leave her alone for too long, anxiety kicks in.」「Because of what you saw… all those orphans,」 JJ said, his voice soft with understanding, placing his hands on her hips.She removed her top, exposing her chest, continuing the thread of his hidden pain. 「It gives you nightmares because you feel responsible for their suffering.」JJ’s gaze softened with sympathy, his eyes locked on hers. Youngmi kissed him gently.「Are you sure about this?」 he asked, his voice low and serious.「Yes,」 she said, her eyes filled with deep, sad resolve. 「Just like Mary chose humiliation for your freedom… I’ll do the same for my children.」JJ rolled over, now on top, asserting control while respecting her intent. 「I can respect that. But don’t call this humiliation—it’s hard to make you not enjoy it.」Youngmi smiled, the sadness replaced by a familiar warmth. 「Thanks, JJ. Me and JD did it a lot last week… but I took the pill.」「So… tomorrow, you’re going to act like you forgot?」「Accidents do happen,」 she giggled, pressing herself against him.JJ smirked, a flash of insight crossing his face. 「So that’s why Miyeon’s so cunning.」Youngmi laughed softly, her own confidence returning. 「Thank you.」
Hana gracefully settled onto Psyc’s lap, then pressed her lips firmly to his. The room went silent. Everyone stared, utterly perplexed by the display.
Hana broke the kiss, muttering against his mouth. 「You still smell like them, huh.」「Err… what’s going on?」 Psyc stammered, momentarily thrown off balance.「Why are you asking me what you should do? Go ahead… destroy. That’s what you do best.」「But… that’s been my whole life,」 he said quietly, the weight of his identity heavy on him.Hana leaned in closer, her voice sharp but playfully challenging. 「So far, you’ve only been going by your name. When was the last time people trembled at it? When was the last time you walked into a room and everyone held their breath?」He exhaled slowly, his Crimson eyes distant. 「It’s been a long time… but Hana, that’s called fear.」「And why should you care?」 she countered, brushing her hair back.「Hana… what are you getting at?」She smiled, a sharp, dangerous curve of her lips that mirrored his own malicious intent. 「Look… I’m going to be one of your wives. The duty of a wife is to support her husband… and to voice her opinion on matters that could harm the family. Isn’t that right, Mr. Tactical Nuke?」Psyc chuckled, a low rumble in his chest. 「Don’t Japanese people care about reputation? If you go on a killing spree, they’ll look at you with contempt—hatred even.」「So?」He sighed, beginning to reply, but Hana pressed her finger to his lips, silencing him.「Listen,」 she said seriously. 「If someone kills senselessly, what do they become?」「A murderer.」「If they steal?」「A thief.」「And if a woman sleeps with a thousand men in a single day?」「She’s a whore.」「Exactly. These titles only exist because peasants talk about them openly. But Psyc… we aren’t peasants. We are above them.」 She grinned, her eyes glinting dangerously. 「They can’t look down on us.」Psyc smirked, intrigued. 「And… what are you saying?」「If you kill the criminals bothering those peasants… what are you in their eyes?」「A hero.」Hana’s grin widened, almost maniacally, her plan unfolding. 「And the criminals?」「A… executioner?」 he laughed aloud, the concept settling into the logic of his dark persona.「Now you understand. You don’t have to hurt the peasants to make them fear you. Just kill what they are too afraid to touch.」Psyc nodded slowly, his Crimson eyes glowing with acceptance. 「Alright… now I see why JJ chose you.」 He lifted Hana off his lap and placed her back on the couch, his energy restored. 「I’ll return soon. I have to make a visit to the station. Oh, and Hana—」「Yes?」 she asked, euphoric at the success of her manipulation.「Don’t be surprised if you end up pregnant.」Hana blinked, tilting her head in surprise. 「Why?」His hair shifted into multiple colors—Blue, Black, Gold, Metallic Gray, Blanco, Cyan—flickering wildly for a fraction of a second before returning to solid Crimson red. 「You just became everyone’s type.」「I’m flattered,」 she said, giggling as she stood next to him. 「But I already promised JJ the privilege of being the father of my first. And if it isn’t his… I’ll kill that baby. Understand?」He laughed, a powerful, satisfied sound. 「Loud and clear. If only I had marked you before he could… but that’s all in the past.」◽Later, after dinner◽ JJ’s Brown eyes narrowed slightly as he approached the bed. 「So, Youngmi… why did you want to see me?」Youngmi patted the spot next to her, a secretive smile on her lips. 「C’mon, sit here.」JJ raised an eyebrow, suspicious. 「Where’s JD for you to act like this?」「Out,」 she sighed. 「Honestly, JJ… get your mind out of the gutter.」He chuckled, the lightheartedness returning, and sat down. 「Alright… so why did you want to see me?」She lay back, her hair falling dramatically over her face, partially obscuring her expression. 「You know… I chose wrong.」 She chuckled softly, without humor.JJ frowned, sensing a deeper confession. 「What do you mean?」「Well… after I found out what the twins’ father did to you and Mary, I left him immediately. JD came a few weeks later… we were drunk, and that’s how Daniel was born.」「Hyun-seok’s English name?」 JJ murmured, connecting the dots.「Yes. I thought being with JD would offer protection, but seeing how nonexistent your relationship is…」 She chuckled sadly. 「Now you understand.」JJ looked up at the ceiling, a heavy sigh escaping him. 「I’m worried about Shizuko, too.」 He laid down next to her, mirroring her posture. 「I want her to live the life I never got to have.」Youngmi suddenly straddled him, her hair cascading down to hide her face from the room. 「And if you leave her alone for too long, anxiety kicks in.」「Because of what you saw… all those orphans,」 JJ said, his voice soft with understanding, placing his hands on her hips.She removed her top, exposing her chest, continuing the thread of his hidden pain. 「It gives you nightmares because you feel responsible for their suffering.」JJ’s gaze softened with sympathy, his eyes locked on hers. Youngmi kissed him gently.「Are you sure about this?」 he asked, his voice low and serious.「Yes,」 she said, her eyes filled with deep, sad resolve. 「Just like Mary chose humiliation for your freedom… I’ll do the same for my children.」JJ rolled over, now on top, asserting control while respecting her intent. 「I can respect that. But don’t call this humiliation—it’s hard to make you not enjoy it.」Youngmi smiled, the sadness replaced by a familiar warmth. 「Thanks, JJ. Me and JD did it a lot last week… but I took the pill.」「So… tomorrow, you’re going to act like you forgot?」「Accidents do happen,」 she giggled, pressing herself against him.JJ smirked, a flash of insight crossing his face. 「So that’s why Miyeon’s so cunning.」Youngmi laughed softly, her own confidence returning. 「Thank you.」
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